Need more tea.

I like duplex images — or duotoned as the language impaired might call it — even though this one is more duglued really.

This was earlier, but I don’t really have time to get up and redo it. Now it’s Velvet Underground & Nico, and later, Refused’s last one. Fuck yeah. No, back to translating, it needs to be done today.

(And why don’t that image-placeholder come up on the tumblr dashboard when you have an image in a caption? Annoying as hell. And it won’t use the description text either.)

This is tea. Some sort of chocolate/spice mix. It was okay, but I secretly wished it was Klava which I assume would look something like that.

Found this Klava recipe by Terry Mancour:

Mix 4 tbs. honey with 1 oz. of cream (substitute sweetened condensed milk if you aren’t a Drageran purist) and make Vietnamese coffee into it. To do that you need the brewer, which is a little stainless steel hat you can sometimes get at Asian supermarkets.

Take a medium-to-dark roast coffee (prefer a Full City Ethipoian Yergacheffe, myself, but Vietnam was colonized by the French, so they use French Roast coffee which is like eating burnt steak) grind it coursely (perc or French Press grind) and pour the desired amount of near-boiling hot water into the top. It takes a few moments, but the result is enchanting.

Addition: You put [eggshells] in the coffee grounds, only about 1/2 tsp. rinsed and crushed per serving.

It’s not a real one though, as there should be wood chips with the ground beans and eggshells. (“Hickory works well, also fegra, cherrywood, and crocra.It’s the wood, or combination of woods,that makes each version unigue.” (Issola; Brust, Steven))

Moved things about. The record player was in the other part of the room before, behind the computer (now, my chair is pretty much where the camera was when I shot the photo). Had to run around each time a side had played.

This meant I needed to use an extension cord as the normal one just about reached the line-in jack. Extension cord was too short to go around and against the wall. So it’s duct-taped straight across the floor. It works. It looks improvised. So two thumbs up.

I’ve been coaxed into doing photography and being a sweatshop art director for this person and his company. No professional photos have been shot yet, but apart from the nomral boring things with computers and such, I’ll try to convince him that he needs a photo of himself in the shower wearing cut-offs. Because noting is more serious than that.

Other props I’m thinking of: a game of Risk. cat, soda can with a straw, drums. In short: anything you can use to make someone look stupid.

These are my film cameras. I need more, preferably a real TTL, but in the meantime I think I want to use the one down to the left. I’d love to shoot more with the Holga as well, but I believe that’s even more expensive. A better scanner that can scan negatives? Yeah, I’ll need that too.

Toyed around with a Nikon D3x today trying to make some good press photos for Tommy. Damn fun. However, properity raw formats that change for every new camera? Please stop that, it’s silly and stupid and just annoying.

Outtake from yesterday. She was seriously unimpressed by the camera.

Got a free ticket. It was in some basement jazz & blues club which was a bit of a disappointment. The music was good. I just think that if you have a jazz & blues club it should look the part. Not wooden chairs and tables like it was used to play chess or bridge or whatever. Dim the lights and more inviting furnitures damnit!

This was a Damn Fine cup of coffee. Not the cheapest though but still. Damn Fine. I’m sure Dale Cooper is jealous.

Also, thrifted a Snoopy “Curse You, Red Baron!” cup and a Polaroid 3000. Now I need some tea for the cup and film for the camera.